You
may have noticed I can't seem to blog anymore. So this time I am not
talking about James – will just talk about dementia in general.
Met
a woman the other day whose friend's mother has Alzheimers. The
mother has always been a quilter and quilting was now her obsession.
She pieced quilts all day long every day. Never quilted them just
pieced them. She had lost her ability for design and sometimes put
the pieces in wrong side out. Her daughter was going crazy and broke
with buying more fabric all the time and the pieced quilt tops were
everywhere. Someone told the daughter about thread that disolves in
water. So she bought some of this thread for her mother. Now
daughter put the newly pieced quilt tops in the washer ever night and
the next day presents her mother with new, already cut up quilt
pieces and everyone is satisfied. Mother doesn't recognize the
fabric or realize she has already done a quilt top out of this and
the daughter is relieved to not have to go to buy fabric every
evening on the way home from work.
Yes,
this is funny – go ahead and laugh. If you live with dementia you
realize that laughter if the only thing that keeps us sane - or
semi-sane.
And
yes, the daughter has saved some of the tops to have as keepsakes.
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